Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Synthesized Humans (Ode to N.Y.)

There's colors on the street: red, white and blue
Reds eat it up, blues don't know what to do
We've got robot babies and zombie hordes
And factories that keep on producing more

Is it better to burn out or to fade away
Is it better to sell out or to lose your way
The future generations are becoming what they eat
Synthesized nutrients and hormone grown meat

We're out of the blue and into the black
And if it doesn't change soon there'll be no going back
Smoke stack plumes instead of trees
Algae blooms everywhere there's feed

There's a warning sign on the road ahead
But if you drive by too fast you can't read what it said
Six or seven figures have become the middle class
While the geniuses are all sleeping out on the grass

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